New Friends and Lovers – Chapter Three
(MF, MFMF, exhib, voy, mast, oral)
For the rest of that week Gina and I went over all the shots in detail. We culled out the less desirable ones into a separate folder and then I did some minor corrections to the best shots. In the end there were 176 frames for a slide show guaranteed to make anyone hard or wet. Of course Gina and I had to break from all the hard work now and then and blow off a little steam. That was some of the best sex ever.
I burned the entire collection including out-takes onto a DVD for Vince. I also loaded another DVD with some of our shots that only a very few had ever seen. I didn't know what I was going to do with them but I felt we owed them something for letting us share in such a personal moment.
The night before we were all to meet, we spooned in bed and talked. We spoke about the next day and meeting Vince and Fiona in person. As we looked back on our sexual voyage, we were amazed at how we had traveled from a sedate typical sex life to where we were now. It was also interesting just how intense our lovemaking had now become. While neither of us regretted any of our journey, we both still felt somewhat unfulfilled. That same feeling had made us back off from our earlier, sexual thrill ride.
Gina told me that she still felt apprehensive about our meeting. Sure we'd done a lot of exciting sexy things with others but the prospects with Vince and Fiona felt different, more intimate somehow. Maybe it was because we had gotten to know them as people and as a couple. Sure there were the sexy images but we had actually dialogued about important and intimate things long before this meeting. She couldn't explain it but it all made her nervous and less in control.
I agreed with her feeling. From my first encounters with the two of them, I felt a genuine fondness and connection with them. Not to mention my fantasies about Fiona. I guess when you share such intimate pictures and personal emails—it can be easy to feel that way about people—even if you've never actually met them. Gina only wrote to Fiona occasionally, mostly for help in dealing with difficult admirers. Just the same, they shared strong feelings about themselves and why they did what they did. Gina had also shared and enjoyed all of my discussions with them as well, along with their photos.
After some good old-fashioned bedtime sex, we both slept in a little late. As I got out of bed I looked back at Gina sprawled out on the bed—a long slender leg protruding from under the sheets. I contemplated my good fortune as I made my way to the kitchen to make us some breakfast. After eating, we took a long shower getting our lathered hands and fingers into all the tight little nooks and making everything squeaky-clean. While getting dressed, Gina asked what she should wear.
“We'll be on a boat so simple shorts with a light top. You can bring a skimpy bikini as well if you want,” I suggested. “You won't have to go naked but I do want him to wish you had.”
“Boy I could see that one coming,” she laughed. “Instead of me wearing the suit under my clothes, you're hoping I'll just take the clothes off and not bother changing, right?”
“Don't over think this,” I said. “You can do it any way you like, I'm not conspiring against you. Take it easy.”
“Sorry, I guess I'm just worried about the lovely Fiona strutting her incredible stuff,” she said.
“I wouldn't worry too much about that, she's painfully shy around people I'm told. I seriously doubt there'll be any strutting of stuff today. That is unless it's Vince's incredible man sausage. Now that wouldn't be too bad would it?
She just gave me a sullen smirk.
“As sexy as Fiona is,” I continued, “you're still my dream girl and the only one for me. Come on, after fifteen years you still get my blood boiling by just taking your top off. Even more so when it's in front of company.” I added in my best Groucho impression.
She gave me a soft love tap on the arm and opted to wear the bikini under her clothes. That sent me a clear message that she still had real reservations. I was going to be on my guard and make sure she never felt awkward or insecure.
The weather was gorgeous as we hopped into the car and headed to Vince's marina. I was really looking forward to this day—not just because of our meeting but also because I loved boating. In an earlier life I had done a lot of sailing with a long-time friend. I also used to sail out of a club near our home. I don't know why I stopped, I just did. I still enjoyed being out on the water immensely.
It was nearing noon when we cleared the gate at the marina. It wasn't a very big one, perhaps forty-five or fifty boats but it looked well maintained and the members didn't look like the 'Party Cove' crowd. We parked and gathered up our stuff. We walked to jetty 3, slip 9 where Vince's boat, 'OhNaturelle' would be tied up. As we approached we could see Fiona tidying up on the flying bridge while Vince was tending to some lines.
“Ahoy Skipper,” I shouted in my corniest pirate voice and much to Gina's dismay, “permission to come aboard sir.”
Fiona began her descent to the deck as Vince approached us with his hand extended, “Boy that never gets old,” he said tongue in cheek, “welcome Rick, welcome Gina, by all means please come aboard. Isn't this a terrific day for a cruise? You just couldn't ask for better weather.”
As I looked at our hosts I remembered the old adage how people rarely look like their pictures.
“Boy you two are taller than I expected,” Vince said.
We climbed aboard and Fiona approached us with warm hugs and a kiss on both cheeks. Vince was maybe five foot eight and Fiona seemed to be about five-three. Compared to Gina at five-seven and myself at six feet. Somehow Vince and Fiona looked different but not in a bad way, just different. They both had the same good looks and incredible bodies, only more compact.
I admit to being shallow because I no longer felt like a physical underdog any more. I think Gina felt the same. I could see the difference in her demeanor and body language. As we sat and talked on the aft deck she was clearly looking more comfortable. Maybe she no longer felt as threatened by Fiona's good looks.
“Well Rick I think you have something for me,” Vince said with a smile.
“Sure do!” I nodded handing him the DVD case. “I hope you like the work? I'm not as good a photographer as you are but what I lack in quality I make up for in useable volume.”
“Take enough shots using a solid process and some will always stand out. There's about 176 that I liked and as many more in the out-takes folder, all in Raw format.”
“Wow, I really didn't expect that many,” he said and his eyes opened wide. “Can't wait to look them over.”
“What's this all about?” Fiona asked. “Are you up to something I should know about Vince?”
“Oh just a little skunkwork honey,” maybe we'll have a look at it later on in the afternoon.
“Say, what would everyone like to do today? I think it's too nice to just hang around the marina. Would you like to head out to open water and cruise a little? There are lots of nice places around the islands to drop anchor and have a late lunch. What do you feel like?” Vince asked.
“I'm not sure,” I said, “I think Gina wanted to stay close to land in case we have to deal with some family busin…”
“Oh don't worry about that hon,” she jumped in, “I spoke with my sis and she's agreed to cover for me today, so we're good.”
“Great!” I said, “I guess we're good to go. For my part I'd love to cruise around the islands. It's so beautiful around here.”
“I'm with Rick,” Gina said, “I really love this area.”
“Agreed then, we'll cruise around the islands and have some lunch. Then maybe we will do some exploring or pop by a beach afterwards. We'll just see how it goes.”
We cast off and cruised out of the harbour towards open water. Vince had a beautiful boat. It was 42 feet with three decks. There was tons of room below. I knew he was in construction and I figured business must be good. Taking a boat like this out for a day could set you back a few bucks just in fuel costs.
We ran for a while weaving in, out and around the islands, most of them with one or multiple cottages on them. Finally, we arrived at a really pretty little island with no structure on it. Vince said it was too small and too far out to be attractive for builders. There were a few trees but mostly it was just layers of rock and some sand.
We dropped anchor on the lee side where the water was calmer. The sun was blazing down and Gina decided to strip down to her bikini. Fiona had long since made the same move. Her bikini was jaw dropping with her incredible figure.
The top barely contained her big full tits and the bottom was basically some skimpy little panties that exposed her ass cheeks nicely as she walked away. We had some drinks and a light lunch that Fiona had prepared in advance. I was happy at how easygoing and comfortable our new friends were.
Vince went down into the cabin and returned with his laptop. “Let's look over some of your shots together Rick, I'd love to hear the back story of how you got these.”
Just then Fiona chimed in, “What pictures are you two going on about? Have you been taking some naughty sex pictures Rick? Let me see, let me see!”
“Have a look for yourself babe,” Vince said, “better still, why don't we all go below and watch them on the TV?”
As we filed down the three steps to the main saloon Fiona asked me again, “So are these some juicy new sex pictures of the two of you?”
“Well they are terrific sex pictures but not of us. I think you'll enjoy them though,” was all I could say.
“I know I had the time of my life taking them,” I added.
Soon Vince connected the Laptop to the surprisingly large TV and we all sat back on two love seats to enjoy the show. As Fiona watched, we were all checking for her reactions from the corner of our eyes.
The show began with empty shots of the spot on the beach then cut to the boat arriving and the dingy coming ashore with Vince and Fiona. With each slide Fiona's eyes grew bigger and her jaw began to drop.
“How the hell did you get these?” she asked. “This is us when we had our picnic a few days ago.”
We kept watching, as the scenes got more and more intense, as clothes came off and various body parts were fondled, kissed, licked and sucked. Fiona gasped at some of the close-ups especially of her being faced fucked and of Vince pounding her pussy.
As Gina and I had felt the day before, it was an extreme voyeur experience of a couple's very private and personal moment. I guess what pushed it over the top was the sense that the lovemaking was real with no attempt to act for the camera. Just pure emotion and great sex between a beautiful loving couple.
When it was over Vince asked Fiona what she thought.
“I'm in shock,” she said, “in shock! My head is exploding with different emotions right now.”
“I know this may seem funny to you two,” she said looking over to Gina and I, “but although I've been posing for pictures and we've been posting them on the Web for years now, we've never done anything involving anyone else.”
“Vince and I aren't swinger's like most people seem to think,” she continued, “in fact, I'm a very private and shy person by nature. Posing for pictures and exposing myself on the net is my form of safe release I guess.”
“I'm so shy I even had concerns about meeting up with you two today. We've just never done this before. We've never once met up with anyone we know from the internet. And now this!” she half laughed as she fell back in her seat.
“Please don't get me wrong,” she continued her soft laugh, “I'm not angry or even seriously upset I suppose, just kind of stunned. Stunned and horny as hell!”
The last comment broke the tense mood and made everyone laugh, although just a bit nervously.
“OK,” she said, “now that the shock is passed, I'd like to see it once more and this time I'd love to hear some of the back stories about how you guys pulled this off.”
As we ran through the show one more time, Vince, Gina and I recounted the planning we had gone through and I filled in the blanks about how the various shots were achieved including how incredible I felt during the whole process. I even told them about jerking off after they had left as I previewed some of the shots.
After the second show was over Fiona walked over to me and planted a lovely soft kiss on my lips. After excusing herself to Gina she thanked me for a lovely gift that she will treasure always.
“Please forgive my frankness, but after what we've all just watched and discussed, I'm pretty hot, my libido is in overdrive,” she said.
“My pussy is so wet the juices are running down my leg,” she spread her legs and pivoted the right one a bit to reveal a wet spot at her crotch. A trail of pussy juice dripped down her inner thigh.
“My hubbies swim trunks aren't holding his beautiful big cock anymore, and I'll bet the two of you are feeling the same effects. Let's all go for a swim and cool off,” she suggested.
Gina and I were indeed in the same over-heated state. We all scrambled up the steps to the swim deck and jumped into the water.
The lake was cool and refreshing which helped us all dial down the lust a little. As we swam around we splashed water and laughed. It felt good to cool down the sexual tension. We really needed to calm down before we all did something that might jeopardize our new friendship. After a few minutes in the water we climbed back aboard and sat down again. Vince served up some more cold drinks and Gina was the first to start talking.
“You know Fiona,” Gina said, “you'll never know how delighted I was to hear how you really felt. About how shy you are with others and especially the part about you being so nervous to meet with us. I had had the same misgivings last night. I have to tell though that only minutes after meeting I felt an almost instant trust and caring for you both. I can't explain it but there it is. We must all be old souls from another life, happily reunited.”
Fiona was touched by Gina's words. She came over and gave her a kiss on each cheek and then one more very tenderly on the lips. My cock twitched with that one as I'm sure Vince's did as well.
Then I told them that I had brought along a surprise. I took out the extra disk I had made from my bag.
“You know, doing the secret photo shoot was one of the most exciting and fun things I've ever done. Providing you'll allow us to keep our copy of the pictures, we will treasure and protect them always,” I said.
Vince looked at Fiona who smiled and nodded her approval. “Of course, Rick, you took them and we want you to have a set of your own.”
“Thank you,” I said, “We know just how rare and import important these pictures are to you and because of that, we wanted to share something of equal value to us in return,” I continued.
“Like you two we're not swingers although by Fiona's definition I guess we might be.”
“By Fiona's definition, Mother Theresa's a swinger,” Vince chuckled but he hushed up when he felt the burn of Fiona's glare.
“About a year ago my oldest friend offered to shoot us while we had sex. It was our first planned attempt at it and only our closest friends have ever seen the results. This disk contains that series plus a few more that only Gina and I have seen until now. We were originally just going to view it with you but now if Gina's okay with it, I think I'd like you the keep it.” I said.
Gina nodded her response.
Vince was overwhelmed, “Rick, Gina, I don't know what to say, thank you…and…can we see them now?”
We all laughed and headed back to the saloon. In no time Vince had the disk loaded and running. The first set of images was from our wedding and honeymoon. These were taken back when the act taking sexy pictures was something new and naughty. These were all Polaroids that I had scanned into my system. The pictures were very personal to us and we had never shown them to anyone.
There were shots at the hotel after the wedding as Gina undressed from her wedding gown followed by tasty shots and small videos of each of us giving head while the other did the filming. Later on our honeymoon there were plenty of nude shots on the beach, in the hotel room and of sex out on our balcony. Vince and Fiona really loved this series because they were so personal and reminded them of their own pictures from when they were younger.
As we moved on I explained again that the next series was our first ever sex session photographed by my oldest friend Wil. Vince asked if we had planned it before hand and I told him no, that it just sort of happened one night when Wil was in town for a visit.
I explained that Wil and I had been exchanging naked pictures of our ladies for some time and that during a visit he asked if he could see some more. Things just evolved from there.
“I'll give you all the fun details later if you want,” I added as I started the slide show.”
As each shot came up I provided some background explanations. The first shots were of Wil sitting at our computer looking at pictures of Gina as he stroked is cock.
“This is my friend Wil and photographing him was Gina's condition for allowing him to shoot us,” I said.
“Clever girl,” Fiona jumped in, “I really must remember that one if I ever get the opportunity.”
“Your friend Wil is a good looking man with obvious assets,” she added.
“By the way, Wil has given us carte blanche to share his pictures as we like so we're not breaking any confidences here. He'll be very pleased to know he's now in your collection as well.”
The next shots appeared showing Gina peeling off her PJ's, rubbing herself and showing off her dripping wet pussy before sucking her fingers. Then there were more shots of her standing in front of me fondling my stiff cock and balls and on her knees administering one of her great blowjobs. As the angles and close-ups changed from frame to frame Vince was blown away by the detail and beauty of the photography.
“You know, this sort of looks like the professional shots you sometimes see out on the net, only better, way better. The amateur quality with all the different aspects really tells a personal, almost intimate story. I love these!”
Next we were in a 69 position on our bed and again the camera seemed to be everywhere as Gina continued to suck my cock from underneath me and I licked her pussy relentlessly. Everyone loved how Wil would single out one action with extreme close-ups then pan back to put it in perspective. One slide came up with a full screen close-in view of my finger stuck up Gina's butt past the second knuckle.
Fiona gasped, “Oo, now that's really personal. I'm not sure I'd like a picture of Vince doing that to me but I've got to admit Gina, I'm wet as hell watching it happen to you.”
“Believe me, I'm enjoying it much more right now than I think I did then. To tell the truth though, I was so hot he could have driven a bus up there and I would have gone along with it.” she laughed.
“While I was doing it to her,” I added, “I was silently praying that Wil was getting all of it because I really didn't know when I'd get away with it again.”
That brought a few chuckles around the room. There were more shots of me finger-fucking Gina and then finally of her riding my cock across the finish line. The shots were from every possible angle and close-up.
Fiona loved the close-up of my cock coming out of Gina with the cum dripping down over my balls. She said she could almost smell the cum as she unconsciously licked her lips. Then came the shots that seemed to get Fiona upset. They were pictures of Gina on her knees giving Wil a double-handed handjob.
